Those golden suns and purple leaves And shadows creeping long and lonely From scenes of many happy dreams In fields full of fragrant stars and asters October like a goddess of ancient splendor Comes riding down the mountainside Reflecting waves of spectacular color Dancing delightfully in her eyes
Love this one Yankee! My Fall poems are most favorite and Spring. It's the colors - I'm in love with colors - then comes Winter White of which I'm not so fond of - only at Christmas.
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Kathy